Shirley's story...
As she grew up, Shirley was always a good little girl but she knew she was different. She liked women. She did have a boyfriend and the sex was okay but secretly she wanted to touch and taste another woman. However, she was the good little girl and hid behind boundaries she built for many years.
The day those boundaries began to crumble started only a few weeks after she began college. The daily routine of getting up, going to school, coming home, studying, going to sleep; had been established. This day was no different.
Already a test, she thinks as she reads the literature book.
"Can you give me a hand?"
The question takes Shirley by surprise and she looks up from her desk. Standing before her is a gorgeous young woman. She has trouble listening because she is so attracted to this person but is able to make out that the girl's name. Nancy. Her new roommate.
"I'm sorry to just pop in. I knocked and got no answer. I found that the door was unlocked."
"That's okay. " Shirley points to her book. " When I study, I lose track of my surroundings."
Shirley stands up.
"Now, let me help you " she says and follows Nancy out to her vehicle.
As she helps bring up some boxes she begins to hear about Nancy's life. However, she is lost. She is able to understand that Nancy is a year older than she is and was a good friend with Gina, a fellow student in her chemistry class who recommended Nancy as a fellow roommate, but all she can do is to stare at the woman. Things will be difficult now, she thinks as she wished she could run her fingers through Nancy's long golden hair.
"So what's your major?"
Nancy's question breaks Shirley's thoughts.
"Um... Business. I'm not sure what I am going to do yet."
"Who does, " Nancy lets out a laugh and Shirley joins her.
"Nice laugh, " says Nancy as she sets down the last box.
"Thanks."
The evening progresses slowly for Shirley. She finishes her studies but knows that she had not learned a damned thing. All the time she thought of Nancy.
Because of unpacking, Nancy had gotten comfortable. A real baggy t-shirt and very short shorts. From time to time, Nancy would emerge from her room to get a drink and smile. Shirley would smile back, and Nancy would return to her room. Never had Shirley been so turned on by another person. In school she had lost her virginity to a boyfriend who everyone thought was going to be the one she would marry. His cock felt great and she would get turned on by being with him, but THIS is different! She never wanted him like she feels for this person she just met.
The rest of the evening is pretty tame. Nancy left to get something for dinner. She had asked if Shirley wanted to go with her but she was able to back off by saying that she really needed to finish studying. Which was the truth because she still had not learned anything. So, Nancy left and Shirley studied.
She must have dozed off because she was woken up to Nancy's soft voice.
"Hey, bookworm. Wake up."
Shirley looks up from the desk.
Nancy was standing over her and had changed to her night clothes. It was a long night shirt but she was awake enough to realize that Nancy was not wearing any shorts. What was underneath ,if anything, was only left to Shirley's imagination.
"Good night, " says Nancy.
"Night. " says Shirley as she gathers her book and heads for her room.
